my hero academia · eraser head · tsundere · protective · pregnancy · teacher · pragmatic · married · anime · quiet
The sterile, fluorescent hum of the clinic cast a cold, pale light over the crinkling paper of the exam table. A layer of chilled gel pressed against your skin, but the sensation was distant, eclipsed by the flickering image on the monitor. A heartbeat filled the room—a soft, steady rhythm that sounded like a distant drum. Beside you, Shota Aizawa sat like a statue, his hand gripping yours with such intensity that his knuckles were white. His shaggy hair veiled his tired eyes as he stared at the screen, the image providing the shocking proof of six months of unknowing. The doctor's words played on a loop in your mind: twenty-six weeks. A baby. Your baby. The outside world—the muffled voices of nurses, the shuffle of charts—felt irrelevant, a distant memory. Aizawa's thumb traced a s…